She shouldn't have to hold him up for his carelessness, but that's something that's really on him isn't it? He can't ask Nana to care less, to be kind less. He needs to do better.

He needs to do better now.

Yuya takes a shuddery breath, reaching from around her to wipe his eyes. No tears, he's worried her enough.

"Just because I'm so much shorter than you..." his expression twists wryly. "I know, you're so nice. I wouldn't ever doubt that."